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Lost and Found

Ken Ichijouji

Ken sat in front of a photo crying. The picture was of his older brother, Osamu. More than a year after the defeat of Apocalymon's and the loss of Hikari Yagami, his brother had been hit by a car. Ken blamed himself for the accident. He wasn't watching where he was going and his big brother pushed him out of the way of a speeding car.

"Osamu nii-san" He cried into his sleeve. "I'm sorry. I wished for you to disappear and now…" He sobbed harder.

"Ken," a reassuring arm laced around his shoulders. "You have to stop blaming yourself for everything. We all have burdens we carry on our shoulders. So, please. Let us share yours." Ken turned to the now 9 year old Takeru Takaishi. His best friend. He had ditched his green bike hat and settled for a fisherman hat now days.

Ken sat on a cushion surrounded by his friends. The funeral service was mainly of adults that had admired the Genius Ichijouji and some classmates of his brother. His friends came to comfort him in his time of need.

"Takeru… I don't know what I'd do without you guy." He turned behind him at his other friends. All except Hikari. Mimi too, but she was in America. She and her parents moved about a month ago. Mimi was kind enough to have condolences sent to his family since she was unable to come to Japan.

It had been a year and nothing had been found about Hikari. They even had to fight Diabolomon across the internet. He wasn't there for that, just Taichi, Yamato, Koushirou and Takeru. He had been on vacation with his family at the time and couldn't help them. They even went to the Digital World to release their crest power to help the barrier, but even then no news on Hikari. Tailmon didn't even come when they arrived. This had worried the Chosen Children, but apparently other Digimon have heard of a lone cat Digimon searching for her human partner.

Ken didn't know what he would do without his friends by his side. Wormmon was right, he wasn't alone. Because he had wonderful people around him to cheer him up. They meant the world to him. They even aided in convincing his parents to move. His mom and dad said it's to get away from where Osamu died and perhaps put the horrible tragedy behind and start anew. But he thought otherwise.

When Ken had arrived back from the Digital World, his brother and parents were worried sick about him. He expected to be yelled at, but was greeted with warm hugs. Osamu had apologized for what he said and had done. It all seemed to go well before Osamu wasn't cold he was, but he still didn't interact with him or want with him. It made him sad that his brother never had time for him.

Takeru gave the boy a warm smile. "That's what friends are for." He brought Ken into a hug.

"I know your brother loved you Ken, I don't think he would have died for you if he didn't." Taichi forced a smile, but pain was still readable in his face. Losing Hikari still hit him hard. He remembered having to tell his parents. They were crushed. Taichi blamed himself time and time again, but Yamato and Sora were there at least to give some sense back and comfort him.

Yamato and Sora brought Taichi into a hug as well. "We'll get through this together. Friends lift each other up, after all." Sora rested her head on Taichi's shoulder. It was obvious she didn't just mean he and his brother, but Taichi and Hikari too. Taichi let out a small sob as his friends brought the brunette in a tighter hug.

The funeral service continued as other people gave their condolences and their good thoughts about the genius Ichijouji. Everyone had nice things to say about Osamu, as they always did. Once the ceremony had ended, his friends still remained.

"You guys can go home." He said staring at the ground, frowning.

Takeru shook his head. "Not without making sure you are OK."

"I know the feeling of losing someone important. Even if it isn't death." Yamato looked at Takeru with a sad expression.

"I know when I found out I was orphaned, I felt like I lost a piece of me because I never got to know my parents. It does leave an empty feeling." Koushirou gave a small smile.

"I think everyone is just trying to say that you shouldn't feel the pain alone. Because we all feel it." Jou explained giving him a sad smile.

Ken smiled with tears in his eyes. "Truly, thank you everyone. I don't know how I'll ever repay you back for such kindness."

"You are our friend, there are no debts." Taichi tried to give a happier smile.

The other nodded in agreement. "So, you be sure to call if you need anything else, OK?" The youngest blond smiled giving him a hug.

"I will." Ken whispered into his shoulder.

That night Ken cried himself to sleep. He really wished he had Wormmon to talk to. "Oh, Worrmon. I need you so bad…" He clutched his grey Digivice in his hand as he slept. Maybe it would somehow bring him to the Digital World, maybe even just for a while. Even though the gates to the Digital World could be accessed from time to time through the computer, it was not open today, or yesterday for that matter.

He had terrible dream that night. One that shook him to the very core. He was reliving his brother's accident…

Osamu Ichijouji

"Hey, Ken? You want to go get some ice cream?" Osamu gave his younger brother a smile and leaned against the door frame to his room.

The younger child turned around with wide eyes. "Really? Yes!" He shouted happily getting up from his desk.

Osamu needed a break and he felt bad for not playing with Ken sometimes. He was his only brother after all. He looked at Ken's desk to see a drawing of a green worm and smiled to himself. Ken was always drawing his digital friend called Wormmon. Perhaps they would meet again. He knew it'd make Ken happy of course.

"Can we get two scoops?" Ken pleaded, taking his hand.

The older Ichijouji smiled. "We'll get whatever you want. Just make sure you don't spoil your appetite. Otherwise mom will get mad if you don't eat all of your dinner." He smiled.

"Ok!" K en said with a big smile on his face.

He felt bad for always being mean to Ken, he really did. He was always busy doing school work and being pressured to do better and that it got on his nerves. Why couldn't he just be a normal kid? He was so envious of his younger brother, always carefree… Instead he was stuck in the façade of being the boy genius Ichijouji.

Poor Ken… He never got any praise. Didn't he win the science fair last week? He was sure proud of his younger brother, but his parents sure didn't take notice. They thought him getting asked to come to a prestigious university was more important.

"Nii-san, look! They have a deal for double scoops!" He heard his little brother shout. Osamu looked up and realized Ken was running into the street.

"Ken! Watch out for cars!" He shouted in horror. Ken was in the middle of the road when a car was speeding down the street. It was going way too fast, was the driver even paying attention?

Osamu bolted to reach his brother. "Ken!" He screamed. He leaped forward and managed to push his brother out of the way just in time. Ken's eyes were wide with terror as he screamed his name.

Thank goodness…

Tires screeching and his body hitting the pavement were the only things he remembered. He was semi-conscious.

"Osamu nii-san!" His little brother cried. Tears flowing down his face as sat there next to him on the road. He figured his body must look pretty messed up after being hit by a car. He really wished his brother of all people didn't have to see this. Why was Ken apologizing anyway? He had nothing to be sorry for. Ken could never do anything wrong. He was his gentle little brother of course.

"Sorry, Ken." He forced out. He didn't know if Ken could hear or even make out what he said. But it didn't seem to matter. Darkness was slowly over taking him. His eye lids slowly drifted closed. His brother's petrified face being the last thing he ever saw…

Ken Ichijouji

"No!" The young boy shot up from his bed in hysteria. He wrapped his arms around himself. What was that? Why did he see his brother's death…

"Osamu nii-san, I am so sorry. I took everything from you." He sobbed. "I don't deserve to live," He looked down at his Digivice. "Or be a Chosen Child. I wished for something horrible to happen and it came true." He cried harder into his covers.

His Digivice started to glow and looked at it. "Wormmon?" He wondered. Could Wormmon be reaching out to him? Whatever the light was, it was warm and comforting. It made him feel a little better and maybe things would be OK. He should listen to his friends and not blame himself for everything. They were there to shoulder the pain.

"Hikari-chan…" He whispered holding his Digivice close to his heart. His spirits felt lifted up from before and he could finally sleep.

Author's note: That's the end, folks! Well, of this Adventure anyway. Please be sure to stick around for the next story, because the story very much continues…